dream theater

[fox]

this morning's dream was about traveling -- i was on a bus on the way to the airport (possibly along with a bunch of school kids?), going to catch a plane to south africa.  datlowen was there, too, but i didn't notice this until i saw that i was sitting next to E from curling, who died six weeks ago.  he was right there, laughing, and datlowen and i looked at each other and wondered why on earth Smug Bastard would have told us he was dead.  we were really confused, and didn't come up with a good answer for that before i woke up, and it was the second or third time i was remembering the dream before i realized it was in fact a dream, Smug Bastard didn't make anything up, and E really is gone.

very strange.

Comments

[m2c.livejournal.com]

I came to your journal because of a comment you left in the Ferret's journal, mainly because your avatar used my favorite Billy Joel line. I believe I'll take the time to check in a lot more often now.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

well, hi. :-) hope i entertain, amuse, or whatever. i must warn you, though, it's not always dream theater about dead friends around here. sometimes it can get a little grim.

[m2c.livejournal.com]

Well, as someone who only deals in sunshine and puppies... wait a second, no, I like grim.

;)